Have you ever went over a friend's house to eatAnd the food just ain't no goodI mean the macaroni's soggy the peas are mushedAnd the chicken tastes like woodSo you try to play it off like you think you canBy saying that you're fullAnd then your friend says momma he's just being politeHe ain't finished uh uh that's bullSo your heart starts pumping and you think of a lieAnd you say that you already ateAnd your friend says man there's plenty of foodSo you pile some more on your plateWhile the stinky food's steaming your mind starts to dreamingOf the moment that it's time to leave

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